The game begins with one person’s back to another, arms at their sides. The person standing in back catches the person as they fall. The object of the game is trust. Does she trust enough to let herself fall into the arms of another?
That game was always so difficult for me. My natural reaction was to throw out my arms as I started to fall, to catch myself. Or I would open my eyes and make sure the other person was really there, ready to catch me before I hit the floor.
Even though decades have passed since I’ve played that game, it is really no different than what I find myself doing now, in adulthood.
How much do I trust God? Do I trust Him enough to let Him hold me, when the storms of life are threatening and scary? Or do I say, “I can do this myself.” Do I believe that His plans for me are true? Or do I try to figure everything out on my own?
Trust is scary. It is letting go, loosening the grip on my own control.
And believing, knowing that He is there…
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV